Nicolas just frowned, trying his best to just ignore the other. "So what is your name?" Amis inquired, idly playing with a lock of his somewhat matted ebony hair.
"Nicolas..." the blond answered, not wanting to be completely rude to him. Amis made a thoughtful noise, but other than that said nothing as he hummed a small little tone to himself. "If you don't mind me asking, why the hell are you even talking to me?"
The gypsy thought about it for a moment, "do I need a reason?" He asked, moving a bit closer to the blond. "I don't think one needs a reason to be friendly." Very slowly the man inched his hand closer to Nicolas, having the urge to steal from the highly attractive blond.
The blond, having been trained to fend off others and see things that a normal person wouldn't see, seized Amis and towered over him. Amis just smirked and stood on his tip toes so that he was at least near his eye level. "No need to be so angry monsieur." He said, placing a finger on the blond's lips before he could say anything. He tangled his hand in the blond locks and smashed their lips together, ever being the eager one.
At first blue eyes widened in shock but they soon narrowed in anger. He growled and pushed Amis away and pinned the man to the wall, twisting on of his arms in a painful way. "What. The. Hell. Was. That?" He growled out.
Amis just laughed, despite being in pain and being pinned down by a very angry ex-soldier.
"Nicolas..." the blond answered, not wanting to be completely rude to him. Amis made a thoughtful noise, but other than that said nothing as he hummed a small little tone to himself. "If you don't mind me asking, why the hell are you even talking to me?"
The gypsy thought about it for a moment, "do I need a reason?" He asked, moving a bit closer to the blond. "I don't think one needs a reason to be friendly." Very slowly the man inched his hand closer to Nicolas, having the urge to steal from the highly attractive blond.
The blond, having been trained to fend off others and see things that a normal person wouldn't see, seized Amis and towered over him. Amis just smirked and stood on his tip toes so that he was at least near his eye level. "No need to be so angry monsieur." He said, placing a finger on the blond's lips before he could say anything. He tangled his hand in the blond locks and smashed their lips together, ever being the eager one.
At first blue eyes widened in shock but they soon narrowed in anger. He growled and pushed Amis away and pinned the man to the wall, twisting on of his arms in a painful way. "What. The. Hell. Was. That?" He growled out.
Amis just laughed, despite being in pain and being pinned down by a very angry ex-soldier.
